Photomanipulation – Where It All Began

It started when I was 15 and stumbled upon my father’s Photoshop for Dummies book. What looked like just another manual turned out to be the spark that quietly changed everything.

A few pages in, I realized one thing: I needed Photoshop. I was 15, broke, and determined—so I found a pirated version (don’t judge) and jumped in headfirst. That moment kicked off a journey fueled by pure curiosity, a bit of rebellion, and a deep love for pixels.

The original PSDs and early photos are long gone. What’s left are the raw, unpolished results—flawed but real. No fixes, no filters, just honest work from a teenager figuring it out. And somehow, over 15 years later, they still hold up.

So here’s to my dad, who unknowingly redirected my life and career with one random book order.